Chapter 5 Little Star

The motorcycle stopped by the wide dam under the bridge hole.

This is the "secret base" for the teenagers.

The double-decker elevated bridge spans the turbulent river. The endless vehicles shaking the bridge holes, like a monster with steel and concrete, with a deafening howl after waking up.

Wild grass grows everywhere by the dam, just like these wild and unruly young girls.

They took out the brackets from the half-man high hollow cement cylinder column, and then took out guitar and bass and other musical instruments from the box behind the motorcycle to debug.

Kou Xiang sat alone on a high horizontal column, wearing a black jacket, his left leg drooping casually, his right leg bent slightly, and against the cement column.

He is thin and vigorous, with white skin. His slender neck has a clear vein, and the collar of his shirt is open, and the outline of his clavicle can be seen with a beautiful arc.

There is also a tattoo of a small black star on the collarbone.

He held the pen and remembered the rhymes intently, thinking about it at times, looking light.

"Brother Xiang, please help me adjust the strings."

The girl who spoke was named Shizuo, dressed in hip-hop punk, and her small face was exquisitely smoky makeup. She was the bassist on the team.

Kou Xiang ignored her and didn't even raise his head.

"What's wrong? Who messed with him again?" Shizuo's chewing gum "smacked" and stuck around the corner of his mouth, covered with a circle of dark lipstick, and was then rolled into his mouth by her flexible tongue.

"His mother is going to the Empress Dowager, and she is going abroad and has not stopped. She just called and said that she had found another tutor and lived at home to supervise her studies." Shen Xingwei walked over, took the bass from Shi Xu's hand, and plucked the strings for her.

"I've given an ultimatum. If I don't go to and from school on time and go home on time, all the cash in the card, including the money Caesar earns, will be frozen."

Shizuo opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe it: "It's too cruel."

"Not."

Shi Xu raised his eyebrows and expressed his sympathy, and suddenly remembered something and asked Shen Xingwei: "There is a girl in your class who came here on the motorcycle on the first day of class?"

"You know all this?"

"The whole school is spreading, and the girls in our class are so jealous that they are going crazy."

Shi Xu said gossipedly: "How beautiful it must be? Even Brother Xiang is so ruthless that he can't bear to refuse her."

"It's not a question of how beautiful it is." Shen Xingwei recalled Yang Zhi's appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "The smile makes people feel relieved."

It feels like a spring breeze.

"Hmph, which of you men is not a look association? I don't believe it if you are not beautiful."

"Our class beauty is pretty." Shen Xingwei said: "Brother Xiang still never looked at her directly, and not all men have appearance associations."

He was talking about Song Mo, the entertainment committee member in the class.

Shizuo chewed gum in his mouth, blew a bubble, and said leisurely: "Only God knows what girls he likes."

It is hard to imagine who a man like him who is indifferent to the whole world. But what this world will never lack is surprises.

If Caesar falls in love, he will definitely be dead. He is very small and focused, only doing one thing at a time, and his life...

It's only enough to love one person.

**

Yang Zhi got Assistant Fang's contact information from Ms. Zhao, assistant Fang was a working woman in her thirties. She wore a white shirt and one-skirt and eight-centimeter high heels. She met Yang Zhi at the Starbucks Coffee Shop.

As soon as Yang Zhi saw her, he was intimidated by her professional aura. He was a little nervous and rushed to hand his information form, including the printed information and transcripts, to assistant Fang for reading.

Assistant Fang just glanced lightly, put the information aside, and said to Yang Zhi: "You can pass the furnace test of the "notorious" at the affiliated high school. I believe your grades are very good and you can fully tutor the young master, just."

She sucked the coffee with a sip of it and Yang Zhi sat opposite her, holding the corner of her clothes tightly under the table, for fear that the job she had won would be lost.

"The young master is about to enter the third year of high school. His grades are neither good nor bad, and he can barely get through it. He is smart but his mind is not focused on his studies, but this is not the most important thing."

"Assistant Fang, just say whatever you have, it's okay for me."

"Then I'll just say it." Assistant Fang glanced at Yang Zhi: "The young master has a weird temper and a paranoid personality. He may show repulsion for your arrival. If there is anything rude in his words, you will be more tolerant. If you really can't stand it, you can call me immediately. It's okay to resign at any time."

She changed her subject and immediately said: "But Ms. Zhao still hopes that you can persist more. After all, it is not easy to find a suitable tutor. The child will be in his third year of high school in the second half of this year, and time is tight. In terms of remuneration, Ms. Zhao's salary is quite high, 5,000 yuan. Do you think it is appropriate?"

Five thousand yuan!

Yang Zhi exclaimed in his heart, "Five thousand per month is too much, you know that her monthly living expenses are only 1,550 yuan."

However, she still remained calm and nodded, "I am very satisfied with the monthly salary of 5,000."

"Miss Yang, you misunderstood. The salary is settled on a weekly basis, with 5,000 yuan a week."

Yang Zhi: ""

Five thousand yuan a week, this

Suddenly I felt a little unreal. The other party was not a liar, so I had to include food and accommodation, and I still had a salary of 5,000 yuan per week?

"Can I check your ID?" Yang Zhi asked nervously.

Assistant Fang Wushuo Daya smiled: "It should be, the little girl should be careful when she comes out to find a job as a tutor."

As she said that, she showed her business card and ID card to Yang Zhi: "Our Mr. Zhao is the chairman of Jiahe Daily Chemical. I am her assistant. You can be completely at ease with safety issues. If you still have any doubts, I can take you to our company now."

In order to ensure that, Yang Zhi and Assistant Fang went to Jiahe Daily Chemical's headquarters. The company is located in a high-rise office building in the commercial center, and the entire building belongs to Jiahe Daily Chemical. Assistant Fang took Yang Zhi around the company, and most people in the company knew her and said hello to her.

Yang Zhi's concerns were relieved a lot.

Assistant Fang said: "Salary is proportional to the difficulty of work. The young master of our General Zhao family is not much the same as other students. It is a bit difficult to deal with. If you want to get a salary of 5,000 this week, it is not as easy as you imagined. A teacher had only lasted for less than three days before and voluntarily resigned."

Sure enough, there is no pie falling from the sky, but Yang Zhi has no way out now. No matter how difficult it is, she has to try it.

Assistant Fang looked at Yang Zhi's luggage and said, "This is the case, I'll take you to the house to put things in your house first."

**

Assistant Fang drove and took Yang Zhi to a high-end residential area at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. This green area surrounded by greenery and built around the lake. The water light reflected the green mountains and was a large wetland park. Is there a duck or two flying over the lake? The ecological environment is excellent.

Walking into the park and walking around the greenway for only ten minutes, you will arrive in front of a two-story villa.

The villa is far from as big as a villa, surrounded by greenery, exquisite and small.

Yang Zhi has never seen such a beautiful little house in his life. No, I have seen it, only seen it on TV.

Assistant Fang took Yang Zhi into the house and introduced her to the gardener Uncle Wu and the nanny Aunt Zhou, who were a couple.

There is a large area of ​​floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the living room, so the interior is very light. Even though it is surrounded by greenery, it is not wet at all. The wooden furniture in the home looks very high-end, and the rotating stairs lead directly to the second floor. The living room is very space, but it looks empty because no one lives there.

Assistant Fang took Yang Zhi upstairs. Yang Zhi's room was particularly spacious, with sufficient light from the windows, and blue curtains were tied on both sides. Outside the window was a lush green field, and the crisp singing of birds could be heard.

The room is very large, with Simmons double bed in the middle, with vertical bookshelf on the side, and a computer on the desk. There is a bathtub and a shower in the separate bathroom, all of which are very high-end European style furnishings.

Yang Zhi thought in a trance that she was dreaming that this place was too luxurious. She had never lived in such a high-end house in her life.

"Ms. Yang, are you satisfied with the place you are staying in? If you have any questions, please tell me. Mr. Zhao said that everything depends on the wishes of the family teacher. Any questions can be discussed."

"No problem, I'm very satisfied."

Assistant Fang nodded, walked out of the room, and said to Yang Zhi: "Considering that you are still a student, the tutoring time is at night. Ms. Zhao hopes that you can coordinate your study time and tutoring time for the young master. Can you do it?"

"Can."

"Living at home, you don't have to be afraid. There are nannies and housekeepers at home. Nothing else will happen. Mr. Zhao specially ordered the nanny, Aunt Zhou, to take care of you."

"Thanks."

"Mrs. and Mr. don't live here, it's close to the school. You can enter and exit most rooms freely, of course, except for the young master's room."

Assistant Fang repeatedly reminded him: "Don't go into the young master's room at will, and don't touch anything from him."

The young master's room was at the end of the corridor, and the ink-black wooden door was tightly closed.

Yang Zhi nodded and asked, "When will the young master come back?"

"This" Assistant Fang paused: "Ms. Zhao will contact the young master and let him go home as soon as possible."

**

Throughout the weekend, Yang Zhi failed to meet her counselor at home - the legendary bad-tempered young master.

In the morning, Yang Zhi entered the classroom and found that today's class was a little strange than usual, and the girls spoke much less.

She sat back to her position and stuffed her schoolbag into the desk. At this time, Lin Lubai turned around and whispered to her: "He is here."

"Who is here?"

"Your rumored boyfriend."

Yang Zhi was shocked and turned around instinctively. Sure enough, the seats that had been empty by the window for nearly two weeks were now sitting.

Kou Xiang was wearing a black baseball cap with the brim facing backwards and pressed the bangs on his forehead. He rolled his sleeves to his elbows. Because his skin was too white, the pale blue blood vessels could be seen on his slender arms.

He held a pencil in his hand, and from time to time he picked up the eraser and smeared it on the paper.

His eyes were black and his eyes were particularly serious, which was completely different from the morning readings that his classmates around him pretended to behave. He was immersed in his own world without distraction.

"So serious."

Su Beibei looked back at him and whispered: "He is not studying, he is writing rhymes."
To be continued...